Playing with Norman

You decide to have a little fun with Norman. You're almost sure he won't be able to fill your "requests" such as they might be. "First off, there's more than one way to please a woman. Let's see how long your tongue is." Still at your feet, Norman looks up at you and sticks out his tongue. It's very long and slender, almost snake like. You're amazed at its length. "Can you touch your chin with it?" you ask. You watch as the tip of his tongue goes beyond the tip of his pointy chin. You start to imagine what it might feel like if it were up inside you, stroking your inner walls. You gulp. "How about the tip of your nose?" He smiles, and extends his tongue well past the tip of his long, pointed nose. You're hypnotized by the sight, and the area between your legs starts to tingle.

"Well? Umm, how big is your dick?" Why you would ask such an insane question defies all logic. Perhaps you thought it might embarrass Norman? If that was the case, it backfired badly. Norman takes a quick look around, then lifts up his robe, and pulls his already pulsing, long, thick, hard cock from his boxers. "Is it big enough?" he asks sheepishly. He's still glancing about nervously to make sure no one else sees him.

"Uh, yeah, it's one of the biggest I've seen in quite a while. It's a work of art." He is definitely well endowed, and he has a ball sack to match. The only penis you've seen that was any bigger was that of a Minotaur you fought about six months ago. "Sorry, you can put it back now."

Norman puts his monster cock back in his boxers, and adjusts his robes. "Anything else you need to ask of me?" he asks earnestly.

"How close is your house?" you ask as you offer him a helping hand to get back to his feet.